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(A/N): Hey, so this one shot is based on a German song. I translated the lyrics for you, because I'm sure some of you don't understand German. Everything that is written in Italic is the lyrics of the song. And if there are these: "" around an Italic word then Castiel is saying that out loud (example: "Feathers". I hope you enjoy. It's a bit sad, but I tried to do fluff lol
Enjoy!
Based on the song: "Wunderschönes Wesen" by GReeeN
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You sit at your table, the looks are poison

Dean is sitting at the map table, whiskey in his hand and a half empty bottle next to him.

Castiel is watching Dean. Since days Dean is in a terrible state of depression and self-consciousness. He hasn't looked in the mirror in days, trying everything to avoid his reflection. Dean only leaves his room when he thinks that he is alone, he doesn't know that Castiel watched over him the whole time.

Seeing his strong hunter in such a terrible state makes the angels heart break.

As ghosts on the wall, no help in sight

You constantly ask yourself, “What’s wrong with me?”

Sighing Dean downs his drink and stands up. He rubs his eyes and walks to his room. Tears are threatening to fall and his breathing starts to quicken.

In his room he sits down Infront of his bed, pulling a blanket down and wrapping himself into it.

Letting go his tears start to fall. Laying down on the floor with the blanket wrapped around him, only his face popping out of the thick layer of the blanket, he starts to cry and sob loudly.

Cas hears his human breaking down completely and giving up. Dean's thoughts are worrying him even more.

“They’re picking on me or they’re not interested"
You wonder what did you do to them
You feel like the whole city hates you
You don't know why that could be

Dean thinks that he doesn't deserves to live, that Noone loves him and cares about him. He feels ugly and disgusting, fat and worthless.

Castiel doesn't really know why Dean should think about something like this, but he knows that they are not true. The hunter is a beautiful creature in the angel's eyes.

Feeling insignificant, like you're from no man's land

Dean is too far gone in his mind to see the reality, to see how beautiful and loved he is.

You look down and you see the hungry caterpillar

Looking down at his body is making the older Winchester crying out even louder. The scars on his arms are hidden under new fresh cuts. Even though he lost weight and his ribs are visible in his own eyes he is fat.

Every dream so far has been shattered, at some point you'll leave here

He can't remember when the last time was that was truly happy.

No self-love, inside you is the third world war
Why should you love others if you don't love yourself?

Castiel wished Dean could see himself the way he does. But Dean already gave up...

Been inside this precipitation for far too long
He threatens to drown you, and the worst thing is: no help is forthcoming

Without knocking the angel enters the room. Slowly walking up to the crying hunter that lays on the ground he puts his hand on his shoulder.